Chapter Fifty Eight
What keeps me grounded.
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Third Person’s Point of View
It was only today when Dyci realized something.
Blayze’s hand is big; it completely gathered her hand and made her feel safe. As she glanced over their hands, she could almost let out a chuckle upon realizing how little her hands were. Not only does the man has hands that let her sense the security that he holds, but he has a whole aura around him that tells her just how much he is willing to bet in order to make her safe. As someone who had her whole memory wiped away, this is something that means a lot to her.
He is the only memory of a family that she has.
Blayze seemed like the first one who had invaded her memory and continued to stay in there. Even still, he had not tried controlling her. The man nev
